He lay with me after fucking the daylights out of me. We arrived at the resort two hours ago, paid for by the gang, and we spent that entire time.. well, you can put the pieces together.
He pushed the hair behind my ear and admired me. "I don't think I've ever felt more in love before." He mumbled and I smiled. "What? After fucking me so hard that I won't be able to walk for the rest of the night?" I joked and he chuckled and kissed me softly.
I giggled quietly before realizing that I need to grab something. I tried to stand up but I fell to my knees and winced in pain because of how sore I was, damn you, Dallas Winston.
He rushed over and picked me up and started to laugh. I smacked his chest playfully and he looked at me. "Where are we going?" He asked and I pointed to my bag. He put me down and I grabbed my disposable camera from my bag and I smiled and he came back into the room with clothes on and I snapped a picture.
He smiled at me and picked me up again. He put me on his lap on the bed and I played with his hair. He smiled at me and took my camera and snapped a picture of me too. "I should get dressed shouldn't I?" I mumbled and he smiled.
He grabbed a tank top and I threw it on and he grabbed his pajama pants and I put those on too. They were always so much more comfortable after he bruised me. I looked at him looking outside and I softly kissed his jaw. He looked down at me and kissed me softly and I smiled into the kiss. He pull away and put a hand on my hip. "One more round?" He asked and I started to laugh.
"Funny joke." I said and he squeezed his hand. I sat and admired him once more before looking at the time. It was 10 o'clock, and I was ruined. I closed my eyes and fell asleep quickly and I woke up to him spooning me in the morning.
I turned and I kissed the tip of his nose and I saw the edge of his lips form into a smile and flutter his eyes open. His eyes met mine and I felt a rush of butterflies.
"Good morning my beautiful wife." He mumbled and I felt the butterflies multiply. I smiled wider and he kissed me softly again. I connected our fingers and his eyes never left mine.
We looked at each other for another minute before we heard a knocking on our door. He turned around and looked and back at me. I shrugged and he got out of bed and opened the door. Since the size of our room was so big, you couldn't see the door from the bed. I sat up and slung my legs over the side of the bed and I took a picture of his suit and my dress on the floor.
"God dammit Two-Bit." I heard him say and he stormed into the room and opened his suit case aggressively as Two-Bit waltzed into the room.
"Keith, haven't you heard that you don't interrupt a honeymoon?" I asked annoyed and he shrugged and started to laugh. Dally threw on a shirt and I tried to stand up before he ran over and helped me. Two-Bit shut up weirdly quickly and we both shot our heads to look at him.
"Oh, you two had fun last night-" He said before I threw a pillow at him and he dodged and started to laugh. I looked at Dally and he looked at me and and I smiled and he turned around and I jumped on his back and he gave me a piggy back ride as we chased Two-Bit out of the room laughing. Once we shut (and locked) the door, he put me down and I kissed him passionately.
I laughed into the kiss and he pulled away and walked me to the bathroom. I stripped myself of all my clothes and he did too and we got into the shower. We always took showers together, and no, we did not fuck, at least not every time.
He always washed my hair for me since he was taller and it was easier to do, and I always washed his body. We had a simple routine and it always saved us much more time than it would usually.
When we got out, I felt a little better. It was easier to walk and he enjoyed the sight of me dressing, and I him. When he finished, he walked up to me and kissed me. He wedged his foot between mine and kicked my ankle out and we fell onto the bed and started to make out. It was electrifying, the feeling that I had. My hands went to his hair and his lips went to my neck. I moved my head back and he attacked.
His hands started to get needy and I stopped him. He looked at me with sex eyes and I laughed. "You want me to be paralyzed?" I asked and he started to laugh. "Well, baby, at least I know what I can do to you," He said and squeezed my ass and I started to laugh again.

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Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤
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